Genjiro: Let me explain.

Chapter 92 Genjiro: Let me explain.

The red-haired girl slowly collapsed to the ground, blood seeping from her back, soaking her dark red combat uniform.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene, both on and off the screen, and no one spoke. The place was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

On the bell tower of the chapel, Angers and the vice-principal's watchman stared at the seemingly frozen scene on the screen, their expressions growing increasingly solemn.

But their serious expressions weren't because Chen Motong, the academy's darling, had been ambushed and stabbed in the back by someone sent from the Japanese branch; rather, it was because—

"This is the third Word of Power," Angers said slowly, his voice low.

"And the serial numbers are getting higher and higher each time," the Night Watchman added. "Apart from the first one whose serial number was unknown, this one, if I'm not mistaken, should be serial number 96, Heaven and Earth as Furnace."

"The Bronze Throne's serial number is 87, which is already a high-level Word of Power. Now there's 96—this girl has quite a few secrets."

"Don't forget, her initial unknown spiritual power could even see the whereabouts of the Dragon King from thousands of years ago, so its serial number couldn't be low."

Angers added, "So the three Words of Power she has displayed so far are all extremely powerful, so powerful that they are almost unfair."

Have there ever been human hybrids in history who possessed multiple Words of Power?

"Never heard of that." The Night Watchman slowly shook his head. "It's a privilege of the dragon race. The higher the bloodline of a dragon, the more incantations it can master. The monarch dragon king can even use incantations from other systems."

"The reason why hybrids can only awaken one Word of Power is normally because their bloodline is not strong enough. If they evolve to a certain level, theoretically they can awaken multiple Words of Power."

"I have also been trying to experiment with inscribing alchemy into the bodies of hybrids in order to raise their critical blood limits, but—you know, this experiment has not been successful."

Ang nodded slightly. He was quite clear about his old friend's abilities and capabilities.

"So, do you think it's possible that the Gattuso family has already mastered this technology and used it on Chen Motong?" Angers suddenly asked, "That family has been keeping it very secret all along."

"It's unlikely," the Night Watchman said. "If they already possess this technology, why wouldn't they use it on their precious heirs? You know, the resources required for this technology are incredibly vast, and even if they succeeded, they wouldn't be able to train many people."

"Could they be lab rats?"

"We can't rule out that possibility either." The Night Watchman pondered for a moment before giving his final conclusion: "There are three possibilities now. The least likely one is what you said: the Gattuso family has mastered some kind of bloodline enhancement technology that none of us have mastered, and they've used it on Chen Motong."

"Then there are two remaining possibilities. One is that this girl is actually a hidden dragon, but I think that's very unlikely. After all, this is our territory, and a dragon with any brains wouldn't be so high-profile."

"And what's the last possibility?" Angers asked, showing great interest in the matter.

"She has embarked on an evolutionary path that none of us can comprehend," the Night Watchman said solemnly. "Her bloodline has been growing stronger, at a rocket-like speed."

"No one knows what the end of her evolution will be, but at least for now, she should still be our student."

Seeing that Ang Der nodded in agreement, the Night Watchman changed the subject, pointing to Genjiro on the screen who looked completely bewildered, and said, "But this guy is a different story."

"I remember that during Freedom Day, students weren't allowed to actually fight each other, right? His bloodline is also stronger than mine, and his mastery of the Word of Power is also more powerful. Most importantly, he really did have the intention to kill me just now."

"He's from Japan, do you know that?"

The Night Watchmen believed that if they could see it, Angers, a veteran of countless battles who had teetered on the brink of death, would certainly be able to see it clearly as well.

But seeing that Angers was focused on discussing Chen Motong and completely ignored this suddenly appearing person named Yuan Zhisheng, I became a little curious and asked.

"We don't need to worry about him for now," Angers said, without offering any further explanation.

The Night Watchman shrugged and said nonchalantly, "Are you sure you don't want to do anything about it? Your students look like they want to tear him apart."

The Night's Watch was not exaggerating.

His computer screen was split in two, with the Night Watchers discussion forum showing the frantically refreshing messages on one side and the live stream footage captured by the security camera on the other.

In fact, it wasn't just him; everyone in the entire academy, from students to teachers and professors, even those who hadn't paid attention to Freedom Day before, was probably watching this scene intently.

This year's Freedom Day was absolutely amazing; the scenes were almost as spectacular as some dragon-slaying events.

People were amazed to see such a powerful bloodline, so they all flocked to watch.

After all, as a mixed-race individual, everyone wants to know the limits of bloodline and the power of words. Just like when Jordan at his peak got the ball in the paint and jumped up, even his opponents would look up to admire his figure at that moment.

However, the reason why the Night Watchers discussion forum was so abuzz was not just because these two people were both incredibly strong.

Furthermore, it's because over 95% of the students in the entire school have spent money betting on the student council winning.

Now, their strongest guarantee of winning money has been stabbed to the ground by someone using underhanded tactics.

With the risk of a failed order and a potential collapse looming, who could sit still?

I bet some hot-tempered guys are already itching to rush out and settle scores with Genjiro.

No, it's not just the students who might lose money and find it hard to accept, but also those in the student council who are still alive.

As Chen Motong was ambushed and fell to the ground, the remaining student council members all turned red in the eyes, glaring angrily and hatefully at the culprit, Gen Chisei.

The Night Watchman had no doubt that a chaotic team fight was about to break out, and if it wasn't stopped soon, this day of freedom might really get out of control.

"Never mind, let me see the limits of Genjiro's abilities."

Angers simply repeated the sentence, then slowly picked up a glass of wine, showing no concern for his precious student being defeated, but rather adopting an attitude of watching the show.

The night watchman watched him for a while, then suddenly understood something, chuckled, picked up a bottle of wine, and joined in the fun.

At this point in the video, everyone finally came to their senses.

Because of the previous one-sided battle, the student council still has quite a few people left, and they are now glaring angrily at each other, surrounding Genjiro in layers.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at those eyes that seemed to be spitting fire, opened his mouth, but only managed to utter one sentence with difficulty: "Let me explain—"